No, I didn’t become a NYT bestselling author overnight. I know that was your first thought.
I told y’all last week about my dogs and what I was forced to do. I learned yesterday that my Charlie was adopted over the weekend. I obviously don’t know anything about the adopting family, but I’m glad they’re giving him another chance. There’s no doubt in my mind that he’ll quickly love another family just as he did ours.
Good luck, Charlie! You’ve got lots of great years ahead of you.
Every human alive has experienced loss and hardship. No loss is worse than any other because no two individuals are the same. It’s easy to say, “I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now.” That saying is an actual fact. No one can understand the tragedy and loss another person experiences. That doesn’t mean we can’t be empathetic.
I wrote yesterday about my dogs. For anyone thinking I might be taking this too seriously, know I’ve lost 3 of my 4 grandparents and have no living great-grandparents. That isn’t to say I’m better or worse than the next person, but I know loss.
The emergency surgery on one of my dogs was a success. But as a result of the incident he lost an eye. I’m overwhelmed with sadness. But we could not keep the dogs under the same roof any longer. This morning I surrendered the other dog to the county. They informed me that he will most certainly be euthanized. I cried right there as he was taken from me. Then for an hour driving home.
RIP Charlie. We had 2 great years. I only wish we could have had 10 more.
I have to be honest. I’m not big on Christmas. I would be perfectly fine if we didn’t celebrate it at all. Which is why each and every year I tell my family that I don’t want anything, and mean it. But of course they still try to find something to get me. Which is fine, I guess. I’d prefer they spend their money on more useful things. Anyway, this year I did just as I have in previous years. I said I didn’t want anything. Which left them to just get whatever. It was basic stuff. Pretty much all clothes. AND SOCKS! But for the second year in a row one of my brothers got me something bookish. They’re bookends! But they look almost exactly like one of our former pets. Here. Look.
Uh can you say awesome? I’m even going to dust off my bookshelves before I use them. Last year he got me some fancy bookmarks. Or was it two years ago? One of the two. Anyway, these little guys were my only bookish gifts this year and I think they’re great.
What about you? Did you get anything bookish this Christmas? Like books, maybe? Tell me.
Are any of you on SnapChat? You see from the picture that I am. Add me “jguillen12” I’ll send you the most random snaps you can imagine. Unless you’re boring, then I won’t. Ha.
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